It took a while to find the place, since it was on a side street and I hadn't written down the address, but I eventually found it. It was a cute cafe, with a long communal table - though I was the only customer at 11 AM.
The table at El Vergel
I had an empanada (Chilean style, though not great because it was microwaved - toaster oven works much better) and also a tea. After a bit, the owner (who is Chilean) came over and talked to me - we chatted for quite a while in both Spanish and English, so that was nice. I'll definitely return in the fall!
Empanada served a/ w nice homemade pebre (bell pepper, onion, cilantro, lemon, spices)
Next I headed down to Brixton, a neighborhood with a big Caribbean community (especially Jamaican and Guyanese) and a famous market. I took a double-decker bus to see the neighborhoods as I traveled. The top front seat of the bus is awesome - you can see everything.
The market was a lot of fun - all sorts of things for sale - produce, fish, meat, clothes, electronics, soap, etc. etc. I took some pictures.
Fish stall
Scotch bonnet peppers seemed to be the primary type of chile sold. I didn't see many other varieties, but maybe there are more during other seasons. Lots of okra.
A street in the market.
Butcher
I roamed around for a while, then ended up having lunch at a pizza place that I had also read about called Franco Manca. It reminded me of something you'd see in the Ferry Building in San Francisco - kinda posh, organic ingredients, simple menu printed in trendy fonts, glass bottled homemade sodas, blah blah blah...except there is no pizza this good at any markets in San Francisco :)
The crust was sourdough (or something) and it tasted a bit like pita bread - but still not bad, especially the crispy bits - the pizzas were baked on order in wood ovens. The sauce was just about perfect to me - bright tomato flavor. Cheese was good too. So it was really a very good pizza and a good value. It seems like this place is doing well since it was quite crowded.
My pizza w/ two types of salami on it. On the left, some homemade ginger lemonade, and on the right, some garlic and chile infused olive oils.
After roaming around Brixton a bit more, I took a bus back up to Elephant and Castle (which gets its name from a pub that used to be there - Nancy and Chris have a book about tube station name origins in their bathroom) then took the tube to King's Cross.
I met Jacob there, who is currently doing a masters at SOAS. He was very nice and showed me the on-campus housing where he lives (and where I applied to live for next year). It's quite new and nice, but I am still not convinced it's where I'll want to live - I still need to figure out whether getting a place independently will make more sense for me. More on this later perhaps...
After this I was tired, so it was time to head back to rest...I think I took a bit of a nap on the tube on the way home.
More soon!
Elephant and Castle? I wonder if it's a Chess term, since Elephants and Castles are both "rook" terms.
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